dreaming of revelry.

By honeybee

Let it glow.

My father is the 1st Assistant Chief in our local fire department and on the way home tonight from my youngest brother Mark's 16th birthday dinner my father had to go to the scene of a car accident. I was stuck in the backseat of his truck for at least 45 minutes and the only thing that held my attention was the way the snow and trees looked as the flashing lights were beating on them. They seemed to be glowing.

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